Good things come to those who don’t bitch and get shit done.

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28. February 2016 by swissfitchick

Before I left for my trip, I went for dinner with my former personal trainer. This man plays a huge role in my life – apart from taking me through several years of my Eating Disorder and always pushing me to ditch the drugs, he knows me very well and is one of the people in my life who is so straight forward that many others would immediately walk away. As hard as it sometimes is, I love it most when my friends are not afraid to tell their raw thoughts – I take it, always. I wouldn’t want it any other way. I am my biggest self-critic and my expectations towards myself are high – he is just as strict with me and doesn’t give me a single excuse. I do not need pet talk, I need the plain truth.

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Avalon Beach, Catalina Island, CA, January 2016

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Bondi Beach, Sydney, Australia, January 2016

He definitely is one of my favourite conversational partner and I enjoy discussions with him to a max – especially cause they are so enriching and actually do make me move on in life. And I know he enjoys to be able to be honest with me and me trying to make something out of it instead of being offended and walking away.

While some of my friends felt sorry for me after a few years of kind of a rollercoaster life, he rolled his eyes when I mentioned that I think, sometimes things are tiring. ‘Saying a life is strenuous and exhausting – usually, this is just nonsense whining. You ARE going through rough times, and you are strong and brave and made big progress, but you are privileged and your life is not strenuous. There are people who actually DO have exhausting circumstances.’

Christmas Party Catch, Basel, December 2015

Christmas Party Catch, Basel, December 2015

I sipped on my wine and he smiled, cause he knew he made me thinking – and I knew he was right.

I do not know why sometimes just one sentence can change so much and let the scales fall from the eyes. Funny enough, I went through worse times. A time when I lost my Dad and almost my Mom at the same time, lived in an abusive relationship, had no job and no home. I didn’t complain. I got up every morning and tackled the day. Life happened and I had to get things done.

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Avalon Beach, Catalina Island, CA, January 2016

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Evening Vibes, Bondi Beach&Icebergs Pool, Sydney, Australia, January 2016

Life can play sad or cruel games with us. But in all honesty, sometimes the hardest times are the ones that put things back into a perspective. I remember living in the Philippines in a cottage with hardly any water and power. When Jen, my Canadian friend and I traveled to Boracay, the touristic island, to extend our visas, we danced like silly kiddos when we realised we had a proper shower and a fridge in our hotel room. It felt like paradise.

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My baby host sister Genevieve and I, Long Beach, Philippines, September 2007

That’s an easy example, but you get the idea. Too many times we fall into a whining attitude about shit.

Slowly but surely, what he said settled in and I started to transfer it back into my life during the two months I was away. By no means I have not bad days. Bad days are a thing and they happen and they pass. It is okay. For me, it is not okay to lament about casual stuff or things that may be changed for the better if one only makes an effort. Sometimes it needs the step out of the comfort zone, but fuckyeah, that is where the interesting part begins. So – I came back to a strong attitude which I actually had when I was a little girl. 12 years old and my Dad was diagnosed with cancer – I did not complain ever. I hung in there, did my best to support my parents and begged the universe for keeping him alive. I kept positivity alive like a boss – and I was 12 years old. Now I am almost 38 and I refuse to let negativity coming back into my life.

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Blue Mountains, Sydney, Australia, January 2016

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1st of January Chilling, Mission Beach, San Diego, CA, January 2016

I said before in several blog posts that self-pity and whiny wine nights can be healing (emphasis on the wine) – for a few hours. A night with the Bestie and complain galore. And the next day, rise, and take the next step. Understand, that winning isn’t always coming first. But you always got an answer – and even if it is just ‘Keep going and see. Make things happen.’

You do not always need to create the perfect solution – the perfect solution might just appear to you.

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Plain truth. San Diego, CA, December 2015

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Garden of Beach House on Waiheke Island, New Zealand, February 2016

xxx,

Luce

 

14 thoughts on “Good things come to those who don’t bitch and get shit done.

  1. Sometimes you just need a little moan and whine – but I agree then it’s time to move on. I think it’s good to get those emotions out and talk to someone (because keeping them in makes the fire worse) but once they are out either work out how to fix it or move on. David and I will keep each other right on this kinda thing and always tell the other to shut up and move on when necessary!

  2. Irena says:

    Yep, shit happens and one always has to get up and stop whining and count one’s blessings. I’ll remind myself next time I’m drowning my sorrows in wine!🙂
    Thank you for sharing all your thoughts here. Puts things into perspective a lot.
    xx

  3. Ok now that’s some powerful stuff. I was a big time wallower and “woe is me” kind of person when I was younger, and while there are definitely still times where I bitch more than needed, I’d like to think I got better at being grateful and getting over it. At least I hope I dod. Also, totally agree about the friends who are straight up and say it how it is. But it’s gotta come from a place of kindness and love – otherwise they’re just assholes😆

  4. Tara says:

    Travelling through the quieter parts of Guatemala, Indonesia and Croatia have been particularly eye-opening for me. For the past couple of years now, I have made a conscious effort to complain less, because my problems are really nothing compared to some. I think it’s healthy to have a little bit of a pity party for yourself when something bad happens (hey, any excuse for wine!), but then get over it.

    • Pity Parties are definitely needed at times (with wine). But yeah, they should be over soon and things to be done. Love all your travels, I have not been in Guatemala yet!

  5. You can always whine (and wine) to me and then we’ll put on our vanilla gorilla panties and get shit down.

  6. Patricia Chilek says:

    Wow…good lesson and speaks to me!

    Thank you.

    Sent from my iPad

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